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... ss of their own cells.


Samel looked at them with surprise. He could hardly understand their indifference. 'What?...'


"Barney, it's me!"


Samel stepped forward with the torch and caught up to Barney Junior's back. He could not control his emotions, and anxiously yelled, "I'm the vice flag bearer, Colin Samel! Nalgi? Canon? Beldin?"


However, no one paid attention to him. Samel stared dumbfoundedly at the five cold cells, and watched the figures disappear befo ...

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